Chapter: EPILOGUE ( THE END)ISABELLA POV The air was calm, yet heavy with memories. I stood quietly in front of the grave, my fingers trembling as I dropped a white flower on it. The petals brushed softly against the stone before falling to the ground. My eyes blurred, and before I could stop them, tears slipped down my cheeks. It had been a rough month. Everything that happened felt like a dream I hadn’t fully woken up from. Xavier’s trial had been the hardest part. He was finally paying for his crimes … for the deaths, for the lies, for what he did to me and all those innocent girls whose lives he ruined. During the trial, it was discovered that he was mentally unstable. The psychiatrists confirmed what everyone already knew ..that he was a sick man, completely consumed by his obsession. And Madam Hilda… she got the worst punishment of all. Her son was locked away in a psychiatric hospital. The mighty Gustavo name had fallen into dust. Their empire collapsed overnight … investors withdrew, shares plummeted
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Chapter: FINAL ISABELLA POVEverything felt like it was happening in slow motion. My hands were trembling as I held Drake’s body, shaking him, begging him to open his eyes. “Don’t leave me, please… you have to survive… don’t leave me,” I cried, my voice breaking apart like shattered glass. My tears fell endlessly, soaking his blood-stained shirt. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry for not trusting you… please, just open your eyes,” I whispered, my voice lost between sobs. Broken.My whole body was vibrating, my heart racing so fast it hurt. I could barely breathe. Everything around me became a blur..voices shouting, footsteps rushing closer, lights flickering through the trees.“Madam, let’s take him to the hospital! The helicopter is here!” someone shouted. Their voices felt distant, echoing through my head.They lifted Drake’s limp body onto a stretcher. I stumbled after them, tears clouding my vision. His hand slipped from mine, and I grabbed it quickly, refusing to let go. “Don’t take him away from me!” I sc
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Chapter: DEATH DRAKE’S POVThe scream still echoed in my ears…Loud and painful…when I found the body of a lady lying flately dead. She looks so much like Isabella that I got scared at first.It made my chest ache in fear and I moved quickly, quietly through the trees, the smell of gunpowder still heavy in the air. The ground was wet with broken leaves and fear. Then I saw her…Isabella…stumbling forward, her gown torn, her hair a mess of panic and exhaustion.Before she could run again, I wrapped my arm around her waist and covered her mouth gently.“Shh…” I whispered, my voice low and steady. As she struggled in my arms. “It’s me, Isa… it’s Drake.”She froze. Then slowly, her trembling body softened against mine. For a few seconds, we just stood there, breathing in sync, her heart pounding against my chest. The world went silent except for the wind moving through the trees.When I was sure Xavier was gone from the area, I loosened my hold. She turned, eyes wide and wet with tears.“Drake…” she whisp
Last Updated: 2025-10-12
Chapter: SHATTERED ISABELLA'S POVEverything happened so fast.One moment Xavier was standing there, his chest heaving, his eyes wild. The next his grip loosened and his body went forward. He crashed to the floor with a sick, hollow sound.I gasped and pressed my palm to my mouth. My fingers came away wet. There was blood on the back of his head. A dark red smear on the floor where his skull hit the wood.I turned and saw her. That same lady.She stood a step behind the small shed, a wooden plank in her hands. Her clothes were torn, her hair a mess, and she had that hard look in her eyes. Up close, my breath caught. She looked like me. Not similar … the same face, the same sharp nose, the same stubborn mouth. It was like seeing a mirror that moved and breathed.Her eyes were full of something I did not know at first. Fury, yes. But also pain. Her face was streaked with dirt and old tears. She stepped closer, the wood held like a tool.“Get out of here. Now.” Her voice snapped me back into motion.My leg
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Chapter: LIES XAVIER POVThe waves crashed softly against the shore, their rhythm echoing the chaos inside my chest. I stood outside the cabin, staring at the water as the wind tugged at my shirt. The night was quiet…too quiet. Only the sound of my heavy breathing filled the air.I didn’t mean to hurt her. God, I didn’t. But why couldn’t she just forget that damn Drake? Why couldn’t she see that all I ever wanted was peace, just her and me?I bent slightly, running my hand through my hair. The thought of her looking at me with fear earlier replayed in my mind like a cruel movie. She had flinched when I raised my voice. I hated that look. I wanted her to love me again, to look at me the way she once did before Drake came back into the picture.“I just wanted us to be happy,” I whispered to the dark water. “A quiet life… just the three of us. I was even ready to accept her daughter. Our daughter now.”A bitter laugh slipped from my lips. “But she messed it all up.”She shouldn’t have doubted me. She
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Chapter: THE WRATH OF HILLARY HOUSTON GRANDMA HILLARY POVI pulled my sunglasses down as the Rolls eased through the iron gate and I watched that ugly house come into view. Move faster, I barked at the driver. This is a 2025 Rolls, not a snail. He muttered something and kicked the gas. Good. Keep going.My hand .. my left hand, the one with the old ring … kept clenching against the seat. I thought of that little girl, all alone in that place. For years I argued with Isabella. For years I said cruel things. I called that baby a bastard when I was angry and foolish. I will own that. But now? Now I don’t care what words were said before. That child is my blood. My great-grandchild. They will not touch a hair on her head.Those Gustavo people better have not laid a filthy hand on her. If they did anything—if anyone so much as breathed on my family in the wrong way—I'll show them what the wrath of Hillary Houston looks like. I heard my voice in my head like an old warning: you cross a Houston, you pay.We pulled up by the driv
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PROFESSOR SIN
"Spread your legs and use your hands, my little dove," his voice was rough, a dark whisper that curled into my skin. My body trembled, traitorous, yet I obeyed..because I never resisted him. I couldn’t. Even when his words bound me tighter than any rope, even when shame burned my cheeks, my fingers still moved at his command.
I'm Amara Blake. At home, I’m nothing.
The unwanted daughter.
The mistake forced to live in her sister’s shadow. A living Donor. A spare part to my sister. Scorned by my mother, hated by my father, reminded daily that my only worth is keeping myself “pure” for Nina’s sake.
But with him… purity doesn’t exist.
Professor Black doesn’t see me as a burden.
He sees me as temptation.
A secret waiting to be ruined.
Every time I walk into his office, I feel the weight of his gaze…hungry, dangerous, claiming. I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t crave the way his voice curls against my skin like a promise of sin.
But I do.
And when his hands finally touch me, I realize one truth…I’m no angel.
I was made to burn. MY PROFESSOR SIN
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Chapter: LETS PLAY LITTLE BROTHERZED POVI waited until her breathing changed.Slow. Even.Peaceful.Amara had cried herself into exhaustion, her face relaxed now against the pillow, lashes resting softly on her cheeks. The storm inside her had finally gone quiet, at least for tonight.I stood beside the bed for a moment longer than necessary.Just watching her.Even in sleep, she looked fragile… like something the world had no right touching. My jaw tightened at the memory of her tears, the way her voice had broken, the way her entire body had trembled in my arms.“They’re monsters…” she had cried.And she was right.Carefully, I pulled the duvet higher over her shoulder and turned away. If I stayed any longer, I’d start thinking too much, and thinking too much had never been my strength.Silently, I stepped out of the room.The hallway was dim, quiet, the house wrapped in that eerie stillness that only came after chaos. I loosened the top buttons of my shirt as I walked downstairs, my chest tight with thoughts I re
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Chapter: THE DIARY 2NANNY PAULA'S POVMy chest felt heavy as I stood there, staring at the empty drawer.What if Mrs Blake got a hold of it?“Shit…” I whispered.Every single secret was in that diary. Names. Dates. Things that were never meant to see the light of day. My hands trembled as panic settled deep in my bones.Then I heard it.A sound.Downstairs.My heart jumped so hard it hurt.I was the only one at home.I grabbed my phone and sent a distress message quickly to Diego before tucking the phone back in my pocket.I swallowed hard and reached for my stiletto heels, gripping them like a weapon. I moved slowly, every step cautious, the silence of the house making my skin crawl. The staircase creaked softly beneath my feet, each sound too loud in my ears.I reached the bottom and turned toward the kitchen.Suddenly, a hand clamped over my mouth from behind.I struggled instantly, my heels slipping from my fingers as a shadow stretched across the floor. He was stronger than me. Much stronger.“Shhhh
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Chapter: THE DIARYAMARA'S POV I stood there longer than I should have. I wasn’t meant to hear everything, but the voices carried, low and raw, and before I realized it, Amara’s pain had wrapped itself around my chest. Her voice shook, cracked in places that told me this wasn’t just anger, it was years of hurt spilling out at once. For a moment, something twisted inside me. Guilt. I pushed it down quickly. I had done what I needed to do. I couldn’t give up on my child, not then, not ever. Still… hearing her like that stirred something I didn’t want to examine too closely. Then she said it. The truth. So the Blakes bought her. A slow grin curled on my lips before I could stop it. So that was it. That was what the Blakes had been hiding all along. This wasn’t just information. It was leverage, I've been looking for, to hold over them. All this time, they played saints. All this time, I thought I caused Amara pain, too bad her own parents were the ones hurting her. And now I knew the truth.
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Chapter: NO REMORSEAMARA POV “I want to see those beasts,” I repeated, my voice shaking but firm.“It’s late, Amara,” Zed said gently. “You need rest. You’re not okay—”“Now!” I snapped, the word tearing out of my chest. “Now, Zed. I want to see them.”A broken roar escaped my lips, my eyes stinging so badly it hurt to blink.Zed didn’t argue again.Instead, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. The moment his warmth surrounded me, everything I was holding back came crashing down.“How could they do that to me?” I sobbed into his shirt. “I was just a child.”My chest rose and fell unevenly as memories crawled back, one after another, blame layered on blame, the constant guilt, hospital rooms that smelled of chemicals, syringes, doctors’ cold stares, the way everyone looked at me like I was the problem.Like I owed them my existence.They used me.Like an object.Like I didn’t matter.Like I didn’t feel pain.“I tried,” I whispered brokenly. “I really tried to be
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Chapter: HORMONEAMARA POV I sighed, turning on the bed for what felt like the hundredth time.Sleep refused to come.Guilt sat heavy on my chest, pressing down until it hurt to breathe. What was I thinking when I blurted that out? Abortion. The word echoed in my head, cruel and careless.Common, Amara.I smacked my palm lightly against my forehead and let out a weak laugh that didn’t sound like laughter at all.The look in his eyes replayed again, shock first, then hurt. Real hurt. His words echoed in my ears.I hurt him. Badly.Something warm dropped onto my hand.I frowned, lifting it slowly.Wait… am I crying?I touched my face and felt the wetness before I could stop it.“Oh wow,” I muttered weakly. “Just found out about you today and I’m already crying like this.”I rested my palm against my stomach, shaking my head.“Guess hormones work fast,” I whispered, half talking to myself, half talking to the tiny life I still couldn’t wrap my head around.Take a deep breath, Amara.Just say sorry.The
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Chapter: THE DARK TRUTHMRS BLAKE’S POVI left the ward without looking back.Nina stayed behind with her father. She insisted, said she wanted to watch over him. I let her. I didn’t have the strength to argue. My body felt heavy, my head aching from lack of sleep, from crying, from pretending everything was fine when it wasn’t.As I stepped into the hallway, my thoughts drifted..briefly, unwillingly..to Amara.That girl.The audacity to show her face after being disowned. After everything. I scoffed under my breath as I walked faster.Then I collided with someone.“Ah—” I gasped, stumbling slightly.A man stood in front of me. Tall. Cap pulled low over his face. I couldn’t see his eyes clearly, but something about him made my skin prickle.“Sorry,” I said quickly.He didn’t apologize back.Instead, he leaned in slightly and said, in a low voice, “You really trust the people around you.”I frowned. “Excuse me?”“First they came for your husband,” he continued calmly, “next, it will be you.”My heart skipped.
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